Craving Devil's Touch - Part 1

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Walking down the street, I was vexing on my deteriorating savings in the bank account. Truth to be told, I hate looking over the statements and with my menial wages there is no hope of seeing six figures flashing in front of eyes in my near future. I always love magic, especially the disappearing act but never with the money. Another most annoying part of this day is that I woke up having wet dreams about an unknown sexy man. Even after eight hours of completing my work shift, I am still horny and need someone down there to play with my p***y. A wisp of spicy fragrance caught my attention, passing through me was a smartly dressed man complete with dark cloak and walking stick. His whole clothing fashion scream Victorian era causing me to double take on his out of the place attire. The lig

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